Wednesday, February 3, 2016

untitled (III)

I'm right here.
Those are my warms hands
ripping through the darkness
to find you,
to warm your hands out of
their confused loneliness.
Do not fear.
I am not afraid of loving someone
as special and ordinary, as yourself.
I'm right here,
mein klein
vogel.
Right here.
-k.p.b.